Tobias Rogers Novels & Stories

Dave Roberts said and went back to his seat. Toby stared at him with blood shot eyes, he was sure that the directors never liked him and now that his own father had abandoned him, he wouldn’t stand a chance. Droplets of sweat were starting to form on his forehead as he was starting to become more anxious. Ken was beaming with joy for he was sure that he will be the chosen one. Otherwise his father wouldn’t have bothered to reveal his secret identity to the directors. All his life he has yearned for this kind of recognition but now that he has the chance he will never waste it.

"You like Sy Dage?" "Who doesn't? Yeah he's kind of sad-boy rock, but his lyrics are genius. Or at least really, really good." I sighed. The wine rose to my head, making my senses swim and pinch. Toby, so immune to magic, still wasn't immune to the intricate precision of a fae tongue: naming the secret things that mortals didn't know they needed words for. "You don't have a gig tomorrow," Toby continued stolidly. "And you should get familiar with his stage presence and whatever. If you're going to be playing with him in like forty-eight hours."

He shook his head to signify a NO, hoping that Tobin will turn around and leave so he could peacefully read the content of the letter he had found under the rock. Almost twice the size of Rikas, Tobin is a twenty year old Martian giant who does nothing but hang around all the places where Thalia could notice him. Everyone at the caves knew that Tobin has a crush on a woman who is older than him, but that didn’t stop him from writing love letters to her. Love letters which mostly ended up in the hands of Rikas only for him to read, grin and laugh at both the words and the writing, and then he’d secretly burn them in the fire without Thalia’s knowledge. Tobin swiftly moved his body and pass by

"The unknown young lad that you mentioned is me." Tobias was scared when he heard it. He had never been this afraid before in his entire life. "Off you go. Go and ask the leader of your family to bow to me and apologize. Or else, the consequences are going to be terrible," Lucas said slowly. Tobias felt as if he had been granted permission to pick up his life when he heard it. However, he could no longer stand up and could only crawl his way out of the scene. Nevertheless, even if he were to crawl, he would be much faster than any ordinary person because he was a Rank 10 Surpasser.

"Why the hell did you play me like that, Tobias?! We had an agreement! I did exactly what you asked me to do—I went to the authorities, I signed the affidavits, and I officially cleared Sydney's name of the homicide charges! I delivered my end of the bargain perfectly! All of this public humiliation is uncalled for! We were supposed to be partners!" Tobias looks down at me for a long moment. And then, right in front of the flashing cameras of the media, he bursts into a loud, mocking laugh, throwing his head back as if I’ve just told the most hilarious joke in human history. He stops laughing, his face instantly dropping into an icy, deadpan expression of contempt as he looks dead into my ey

“Tobias, welcome. Please sit. I'm so sorry for calling you back here after yesterday. I just remembered that I had to ask you something urgently.” He sat down across from me and smiled at Lana who seemed to have taken interest in his face. “She’s really beautiful. You have a lovely daughter.” Lana smiled when I looked at her. “Do you like kids, Tobias?” “Of course, I have a kid of my own.” I'd completely forgotten about that. “So you would have definitely had another if your wife didn't go missing?” He laughed. ”She wasn't my wife. She was my girlfriend and yes, I wouldn't have minded another child.”

"So we sought help." I leaned forward, my heart pounding in my chest. The words felt heavy, charged with something dangerous, something I didn’t quite understand. "What kind of help?" Tobias hesitated, his eyes flicking away from mine for just a moment, as though the answer was something too painful to give. But then he met my gaze again, and there was no turning back. No escaping what he was about to say. And then, in a voice that was barely above a whisper, he said it. "A witch."

I stood in the middle of the room, swaying slightly. Then my legs buckled. I hit the floor hard, the pain barely registering. My body had nothing left. No strength, no will to move. Just emptiness. Tobias let out a breath, staggered toward the couch, and collapsed onto it with a grunt. He pressed his palm to his wound, eyes squeezed shut. For a long time, there was silence. Then he whispered, “I lost them.” His voice was raw. A confession. I stared at the floor.

And now, her most trusted maid was cracking under pressure. She needed to get out of this—fast. The door swung open suddenly. Everyone turned. Tobias strode in, his presence filling the room like a dark cloud. Tall. Broad. Unshakable. The enforcer of the High Council. Kieran’s jaw clenched. He had never feared many men, but Tobias was not just any man. His reputation was brutal, and his rank alone made him untouchable. “I apologize for interrupting,” Tobias said, his voice deep and steady. His gaze swept the room, landing on Izzy. “I just came to check on Izzy. I heard some… concerning things.”

They believed that the members of the pack had been led down the wrong path and didn’t have what it took. Although they weren’t wrong, I still had hope for Tobias. From the information Carter gathered about Tobias, he was more of a wild card. Other than basic information about him, there wasn’t much we found. Tobias was twenty-four and had been at the top of his classes throughout school. He had a business and law degree but wasn’t involved with much in the pack. From what was found, it didn’t seem as if Tobias trained with the other pack members. There also didn’t seem to be any record of him leaving the territory. Even his college degrees were all online. Everyone believed he was mute, but